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He
leans
forward
again
,
and
that
strained
,
squeaking
laugh
of
his
that
I
been
expecting
begins
to
rise
from
his
mouth
,
his
hands
flipping
around
,
his
face
twitching
.
"
Harding
!
Shut
your
damned
mouth
!
"
It
's
like
a
slap
.
Harding
is
hushed
,
chopped
off
cold
with
his
mouth
still
open
in
a
drawn
grin
,
his
hands
dangling
in
a
cloud
of
blue
tobacco
smoke
.
He
freezes
this
way
a
second
;
then
his
eyes
narrow
into
sly
little
holes
and
he
lets
them
slip
over
to
McMurphy
,
speaks
so
soft
that
I
have
to
push
my
broom
up
right
next
to
his
chair
to
hear
what
he
says
.
"
Friend
...
you
...
may
be
a
wolf
.
"
"
Goddammit
,
I
'm
no
wolf
and
you
're
no
rabbit
.
Hoo
,
I
never
heard
such
--
"
"
You
have
a
very
wolfy
roar
.
"
With
a
loud
hissing
of
breath
McMurphy
turns
from
Harding
to
the
rest
of
the
Acutes
standing
around
.
"
Here
;
all
you
guys
.
What
the
hell
is
the
matter
with
you
?
You
ai
n't
as
crazy
as
all
this
,
thinking
you
're
some
animal
.
"
"
No
,
"
Cheswick
says
and
steps
in
beside
McMurphy
.
"
No
,
by
God
,
not
me
.
I
'm
not
any
rabbit
.
"
"
That
's
the
boy
,
Cheswick
.
And
the
rest
of
you
,
let
's
just
knock
it
off
.
Look
at
you
,
talking
yourself
into
running
scared
from
some
fifty-year-old
woman
.
What
is
there
she
can
do
to
you
,
anyway
?
"
"
Yeah
,
what
?
"
Cheswick
says
and
glares
around
at
the
others
.
